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Panic, alone. The claustrophobic canopy
Arrests thought, reason. (get me out)
Alone. Beseiged, upon all sides the silence;
White noise, made of whispering and (help)
The eyes, the eyes, invisible the eyes
In all directions (cut them down) the eyes.

Why are you crying, little girl?


The rot, inhale the breath of trees
Dead leaves beneath the feet slip, bend
The branches (dead or dying) pale
The light, their life in death my enemy
My breath, quick pants unbidden in the throat.
Give them no tears they neither care nor comprehend.

What are you running from?


Exquisite wooden gazes (cut them down)
Alone. Don’t panic, do not run – lost only finds
More loss, deep, deeper in the woods. Don’t hate
These alien embraces (burn. it.) You cannot escape
The roots about your ankles, hide or hie (they won’t
Stop looking at me
) fall and breathe, and breathe.

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